Bart: You're going down, Homer. I'm gonna fool you! Homer: You talk better than you fool. Bart: I'll fool you up real nice. Homer: You couldn't fool your mother on the foolingest day of your life if you had an electrified fooling machine. Homer: And that's the story of April fools day. Lisa: Dad, I was telling the story!
Homer: It's a good thing that beer wasn't shooken up any more, or I'd have looked quite the fool. An April Fool, as it were. Lou: That sounded like an explosion at the old Simpson place. Wiggum: Forget it, That's two blocks away. Lou: Looks like there's beer coming from the chimney. Wiggum: I am proceeding on foot, call in a code 8. Lou: We need pretzels, repeat, pretzels.
